Chapter 39 I also want to taste the bitterness of love
Are you pretending to be sick?!
I was shocked.
Is this what a patient should look like?
[Is it reasonable? Is this picture reasonable? ? ?]
The two passed by the stunned Qiao Hefeng.
Bo Silin walked very slowly, taking two steps and then taking a break, moving in front of Qiao Hefeng.
As they walked, he said, "The sun on the island is too strong. I don't want to get as tanned as him."
"Didn't I exchange the sunscreen for you?" Su Yangyang frowned.
"It's all gone."
"Ask Xiao He to get you some more in the evening."
"good."
Qiao Hefeng: "..."
When I die, right?
Su Yangyang didn't turn around and leave until she sent Bo Silin back to the tent.
Someone suddenly pulled my wrist.
She stopped and turned to look.
Bo Silin raised his narrow eyes and stared at her.
[What's going on? Why did it stop?]
[Move the camera closer! I want to hear it!]
「Ahhhhh, I'm scratching my head! What the hell are you talking about?! 」
There is a sun-blocking shed near the tent, so the drone can only hang in the gap and cannot be seen clearly.
"What's wrong again?" Su Yangyang was still patient with him.
When she was in the team before, she also took good care of the weaker soldiers.
After all, the more soldiers the better, especially in the current situation.
Bo Silin asked, "Why do you like Qiao Hefeng?"
Su Yangyang paused, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
She reached out to touch his forehead.
He also grabbed the other hand.
"No fever." Bo Silin's eyes were bright, like glass. When he smiled, it seemed as if all the stars in the sky fell into his eyes.
"So you don't like him?"
"Of course I don't."
Su Yangyang pulled her hand away and tapped his forehead. "Take good care of your injuries and stop gossiping like Xiao He all day long. Do you hear me?"
He laughed again.
"Yeah, I heard it."
The low and hoarse voice was carried by the wind to my ears, making my ears numb.
Su Yangyang stared at him for a few seconds, and the strange feeling in her heart became even deeper.
She turned and left.
Bo Silin suddenly stood up and followed.
"I'm well now," he said calmly. "Come on, I'll help you cook."
Is the illness cured now?
Only then did the barrage understand what Bo Silin said.
[Damn, I recovered from this illness too quickly, didn't I?]
[What do you know? Sister Yang is Hua Tuo. Lin Lin’s disease is only cured by Sister Yang. Hahahahahaha]
[I also want to taste the bitterness of love]
【Upstairs, how about we just make do with each other? 】
[23 years of being a single mother, tears shed]
【Mother single 24 hasn't spoken yet】
Where should I put my mother list 27?
[After being scumbag for 3 years, I applied to join the battle. 】
Su Yangyang looked at Bo Silin suspiciously for a long time before saying, "Then come here."
So Qiao Hefeng, who was being drugged, watched helplessly as Bo Silin, who was weak and frail just now, suddenly appeared in front of him strong and healthy. Not only did he walk back and forth, but he also kept looking at his swollen legs with sympathy. He was even a little disgusted by the smell of sweat on his body, and sprayed alcohol on himself after just one look.
Qiao Hefeng: "..."
If he had the chance to do it again, he would not have chosen to enter this island.
The aroma of food soon wafted through the camp.
Xiao He smelled the fragrance and couldn't help swallowing.
You should know that tonight, Sister Yang spent a huge amount of money to exchange pork belly with the director team.
They can eat a whole bowl of braised pork!
Starting with the frying of sugar color, everyone in the camp was attracted.
Su Yangyang said——
Recruitment is still ongoing. If anyone comes to work tomorrow, they can get a bowl of braised pork tonight. First come, first served.
As soon as these words were spoken, four or five people came immediately.
Su Yangyang kept his promise and gave each person a bowl of pork belly. The camp soon became lively. With four or five tents put together, they formed a small group.
Although it is a temporary group.
Qiao Hefeng kept running until midnight, and was only pulled back when he fainted.
I stayed in the medical team's emergency room until the next day.
With Qiao and Feng setting a precedent, there would be someone waiting at the center of the camp half an hour in advance for every gathering.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Su Yangyang's whistle sounded again.
"gather!--"
Within thirty seconds, everyone gathered again.
"This afternoon's three-hour mission is to build a wooden house!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Build a log house?
Xiao He stepped forward and said weakly, "Sister Yang, don't we have tents? Why do we need to build a wooden house?"
Su Yangyang replied calmly, "There might be wild animals and pythons in this jungle. And judging by the nature of the production team, they might ask us to explore deep into the jungle later."
Moreover, from the perspective of long-term risks and benefits, it is actually more cost-effective to build a house.
On the one hand, having a house is equivalent to having a barrier, which can better prevent the presence of wild beasts and make it easier to store food.
Nowadays, food is always consumed quickly because of the hot weather, which makes it spoil quickly. But with a house, things are different. We can use the cooling effect of the underground river to store food.
Xiao He nodded seriously.
"That's right."
"Besides, Director Liu has a shifty look. Who knows what bad ideas he might come up with next?" Su Yangyang said, "It's better to take precautions in time. I can't let you live in tents forever."
Xiao He's eyes suddenly filled with tears.
Only Director Liu looked at the monitor: "..."
[Sister Yang, can we be a little more tactful when cursing?]
【Hahahahahahahaha, I can’t stop laughing, my family!!】
If Sister Yang had said this on our first day on the deserted island, I'd have thought she was crazy. Now: A wooden house? Is that so simple? Why not just build a palace?
[The above is absolutely right. Although I haven’t seen her build it, I am inexplicably full of confidence in her.]
[Sister Yang is not afraid. If it really doesn't work, I will come over and dig a Balala Magic Castle for you with my toes.]
[Upstairs, can I pay you to pick it up for me? ]
"Everyone has a share in the wooden house we've built." Su Yangyang reorganized the team, "Let's go."
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the group arrived at a place similar to a plain.
There are no tall jungles in this area, but mostly grasslands and low shrubs.
Probably because of the terrain, this side is higher, so the temperature is slightly lower.
There were also many black stones here. Su Yangyang turned around and said, "Pick up some stones. The bigger the better, the more the better."
Although everyone didn't know why, they still did it.
Su Ling remained motionless for a long time, staring at the huge stones. She came forward to show off, "Sister, why are you picking up stones? The stones here are very heavy. It would be exhausting to move them. Are you going to make tiles? But these are not sturdy either."
What Su Ling said made sense. Besides, everyone had already worked for most of the day, and some wanted to slack off, but they didn't dare to say it, so they could only agree at this time, except Xiao He.
Su Yangyang looked at Xiao He with satisfaction and said, "We're taking stones to build the foundation."
"Really? But a foundation made of this kind of stone shouldn't be stable, right?" Su Ling was still unwilling to give up and continued to question.
Su Yangyang turned around and said, "It's safer to use you. How about using you?"
(End of this chapter)
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